Thou real King has died.
Oh our dear king, noble and honorable until the end. Attacking the fiend Mordred head on along with sword Excalibur, showing who the serpent was from the king dream. The battle between Mordred to the death ended with the demise of both but Arthur came out with the upper hand. A true battle of honor was tested today, many men fell. I found myself tested when the fate of the legendary sword Excalibur was placed in my hands, in awe of its valiant reputation I was, at first, unable to follow our dying king’s request. How dishonorable could I be? Entrusted to me was a task by our king and I was unable to fulfill his order. Dammit. Knowing the importance of the mighty sword, I returned to the lake finally. The third time’s a charm. Curse my dishonorable actions!! Allowing the fear of losing Excalibur to sway me was a sign of treachery, never again will I allow such things to affect my better judgment.
As I stand in front of you today and as the Kingdom mourns and our round table, I ask you to celebrate his great accomplishments and remember his name.
Hail Arthur!!!!!!
Sir Bedevere